Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System-Chapter 521 - 230: Treasure Imbued with Divine Abomination Power—Bloodstained Coffin Nail
A cheerful Lear stepped into the room, immediately attended to by a Snake-man servant.
The moment the servant noticed the Great Demon standing behind him, his demeanor turned exceptionally respectful.
"Honorable sir, how may I serve you?"
His voice carried a slight sharpness, and a long, slender tongue occasionally flicked from his mouth.
The lower half of his long snake body exuded an inexplicable creepiness.
Lear didn’t waste words and pointed at those Big-mouthed Scavenger Beasts.
"What’s the price?"
"These Scavenger Beasts are excellent for clearing household trash, just 10 Gold Coins each!"
Lear glanced at the Cave Dweller, who immediately responded, hastily saying.
"Sir, the normal price for Scavenger Beasts is around 3 Gold Coins..."
Lear nodded and turned to the Snake-man.
"1 Gold Coin each, don’t waste time haggling, I’ll take them all."
The Snake-man was about to retort at the first half but smiled brightly at the mention of taking them all.
"Sir, as you wish... We are happy to serve you."
He secretly glanced at the towering Great Demon, indeed quick to act as expected of such a great figure.
They didn’t intend to earn much; this batch of Big-mouthed Scavenger Beasts was captured just a few days ago, their clan leader recently occupied with evacuating underground, seeking a safe place on the earth’s surface.
The army didn’t have the resources to capture slaves outside, so they casually brought some back for appearances.
Scavenger Beasts essentially don’t defecate after eating garbage, making them perfect tools for garbage disposal.
But the problem is, they eat too much. If they don’t have enough garbage to eat, they’ll starve themselves to death, therefore they’re generally not favored.
Food is already precious in the Underworld, who has the energy to maintain such a creature?
If they can sell for hundreds of Gold Coins, that’s definitely a big profit.
No hesitation, orders were given for the transfer, totaling 510 in participants, with a discount bringing the sum to 500 Gold Coins for all these Big-mouthed Scavenger Beasts.
After the payment, the Snake-man was about to ask where to send the Big-mouthed Scavenger Beasts, when he saw the mysterious figure veiled in mist before him slightly wave his hand.
Mist surged from him, directly enveloping the Scavenger Beasts, and in a breath, vanished without a trace.
This left the Snake-man dumbfounded.
His gaze grew more reverent.
The Underworld is not like the earth’s surface, there’s no need to hold back; showing strength brings more respect.
A unique logic exists here.
After storing the Big-mouthed Scavenger Beasts in the Shadow Cage, Lear felt quite pleased.
No worries about fertilizer now.
Growing Magic Plants won’t be such an effort in the future.
With a content heart, Lear circled the store once more.
Finding nothing he needed among the displayed goods, he left the Snake-man’s shop.
The Cave Dweller leading the way ahead was still slightly dazed.
This sir, his methods are truly astonishing!
Those hundreds just vanished before his eyes...
His demeanor became even more respectful.
A being that can command demons to honestly stand behind as a guardian must not be a mere mortal.
Lear ignored the little fellow’s thoughts, scanning his surroundings, perusing the store.
Items for sale here were varied—Equipment, corpses, ore... Every imaginable item.
With slaves being the most abundant.
All races were represented.
However, Lear held little interest in underground life; after reclaiming the Broken Star Plane by the Two-headed Giant Chief, tens of thousands of Two-headed Ogres filled the previously scarce labor force.
Weilu City’s manpower became abundant.
However, the ensuing food shortage kept him cautious about further extensive expansions.
If expansion is necessary, choosing creatures from the earth’s surface is preferable.
After strolling for about ten minutes, a unique plant attracted his attention.
Hallucinogenic Grass, Level: 3 Stars, releases hallucinogenic vapor, filling the air within a 300-meter radius with hallucinogenic energy. Those entering will gradually lose sanity, descend into madness, randomly attacking surrounding life.
Note: Hallucinogenic Grass requires ample water sources for cultivation.
Hallucinogenic Grass?
This thing seems quite similar to the Mist Grass obtained earlier.
Lear had initially planned to set a death zone on the swamp’s edge to prevent enemy invasion.
A while ago, he collected many poisonous plants and insects, for Grandma Green Grass to cultivate.
Subsequent undead raids destroyed much of that area, along with insufficient numbers, and his lack of energy devoted meant the original plan couldn’t be realized.
The Forbidden Land of Death couldn’t develop.
But here, it’s different... This Hallucinogenic Grass is like trash, stacked in bundles.
Just as he was about to inquire, a Gray Dwarf stepped in first toward the stall.
Producing a single Gold Coin and tossing it to the stall owner, he plucked a Hallucinogenic Grass and started chewing right away.
Eyes filled with intoxication, his gait became unstable.
Lear looked at this scene with some surprise.
Did he see it wrong? This thing, can be eaten?
"Do you know about Hallucinogenic Grass?"
The Cave Dweller nodded cautiously.
"Sir, Hallucinogenic Grass is quite popular in Rongtie City, eating it feels euphoric... However, since it requires a large amount of clean water to cultivate, its yield isn’t high, and its effect is average. They say Hallucinogenic Grass grown with clean water, can intoxicate anyone who smells its scent from far away."
Lear’s expression turned slightly bewildered.
Intoxicated, euphoric?!
Damn, are they treating Hallucinogenic Grass like a drug?!
Feeling rather eye-opening.
